Best Quietus Poems

In a mire brewed
betwixt puddles of hell and mute dissent 
a martyr wades - 
weighed down by chains of shame and disdain
alas the thirsting self-absorbed...

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      Before my flowing, poetic pen is hushed in Quietus,
And I have reached my journey's end with folded hands;
 ...

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Lament not, oh worthy lama
This life is but a dream
Live in joy, free from fear stigma 
Things are not what they seem

Childlike, given to play
To...

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In the sunken garden of love,
Pure water is conserved.
For-get-me-nots grow from above.
Fragrant roses are served.

Love will make our scent sing,
Birds fly and thrill with zing,
I...

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She couldn't contain her rhapsody demeanor much more
hugging her husband and gushing with excitement as he closed the door
the third class cabin was modest but...

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It is the night, in deepest dark, that death foretells
the demon heart in which all lonely feeling dwells.

Yet, in plain sight, our eyes can’t see...

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An introvert since I was a young child,
I am tranquil quiet and never wild;
never thinking it would be an asset, 
    ...

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I _ 
have been thinking and pondering my life so far
     as I meander back to sad places and faces 
the...

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I know that I am dying, I am fading fast,
     my life is almost over, by tomorrow I will be dead;
and...

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Light to my soul, heavenly bliss,
If you forgive me Lord
Loving you naught can be amiss,
For penance I afford.

Death seems ever so near
My soul should be...

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"... they that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength;
they shall mount up with wings as eagles; ...." 

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early morning …

as day blinked its eyes
I rowed the rickety little dory out -
smooth rivulets behind me in the mirror surface
slowly expired as I stopped...

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early morning
as day blinked its eyes
I rowed a little dory out - smooth rivulets
behind me in the mirror surface.
I stopped in the middle
wrapping the misty...

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Spring awakens to remnant snow
  As winter meets his quietus, he has to go
  Soon daffodils will lithely sway
 And spring's rhapsody will...

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I wake up in this fine old house
The quietus resides
The silence, almost tangible
Its pulse is almost palatable 

It's time to watch the rising sun
Another day...

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